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“It’s all nonsense”, said the father, “there are no such things.”
» Posted By Johanna On 03.03.2014 @ 2:51 am
Karma. Compensate the bad of others with your own good.
Give more than you take.
» Posted By Johanna On 02.21.2014 @ 4:46 am
She was old and broken and hurt. Her ankles were sore and so was her heart. He left her. Why? She did not know. Was it nature? Was it god? Was it really necessary? Warmth helped her ankle, but what should heal her heart?
» Posted By Johanna On 06.24.2013 @ 1:58 pm
There is a happy place but full of fear. This is society and its rules only. For some it’s easy. The smart ones know it’s hard. We live in fear of dying, some want death. We life in fear of light, some people want light. We know these things because of our own different experiences.
» Posted By Johanna On 05.31.2013 @ 10:06 pm
To dig yourself deep underneath something. perhaps to find something. usually to hide. deeper and deeper
» Posted By Johanna On 04.21.2013 @ 10:57 am
Drawing set her free. Drawing gave her life. Mostly she was just a shadow, an illusion. But with the pen in his hand, he could make her real. He could make them real.
» Posted By Johanna On 11.11.2012 @ 1:47 pm
They just thought about themselves. You see, this was a very selfish couple. and why is that? Oh you see, they loved each other very much. Too much for their own good. They just thought about themselves and nobody else existed.
» Posted By Johanna On 11.08.2012 @ 12:33 pm
My interest was slowly fading away. In school work. In relationships. In life. Life kept going but it felt like I was standing on the sidelines watching it pass, without me.
» Posted By Johanna On 11.04.2012 @ 10:31 am
If I told you that you were going to leave. You would call me a liar. And I would pretend that you were right. Because I don’t want to tell you that I know. I know about that Saturday night, I know about the pink lipstick. I know about your secret.
» Posted By Johanna On 10.13.2012 @ 9:49 am
gone. like the blowing out of a candle, the last remnants of the smoke faded away. and the bite of smoke has left you with a memory.
» Posted By Johanna On 10.12.2012 @ 2:15 pm
the sun has not come out to say hello to you.
damp around the edges
of your feet
and your eyelashes
he broke your promise
just as the sky
broke the clouds
» Posted By Johanna On 10.11.2012 @ 6:42 pm
I have never been to a spa, but I would like to go to one sometime soon. I especially look forward to getting a mask or something done on my face. Maybe also do some type of treatment that hels exfoliate the pores in my body. That all sounds like fun.
» Posted By Johanna On 09.09.2012 @ 3:22 pm
Banks. Tyra Banks. Money. Penny. Dollar. I need a dollar, a dollar, a dollar is what I need. Why do I need it? What would a world without money look like? Money, money, must be funny – in a rich man’s world!
» Posted By Johanna On 08.13.2012 @ 1:15 pm
tyra banks. money. cash. pennies. dollar. i need a dollar, a dollar, a dollar is what i need. why do i need it? what would a world without banks and money look like? tyra banks is annoying.
» Posted By Johanna On 08.13.2012 @ 1:09 pm
the principal was very angru. he went out into the corridor and there was mrs maple. She cryed and cryed and didn’t even want to see him. she complain and complain and was very angry. why? asked the principal. i don’t know said mrs mapel.
» Posted By Johanna On 07.30.2012 @ 10:28 am
the principal was very angry. The students had played in the yard without even thinking about coming in to the lessons. He twisted his beard and almost started to cry. What would he do??? Maybe Mrs. Strong could help him? He went out into the corridor.
» Posted By Johanna On 07.30.2012 @ 10:26 am
The straw was itchy against my back that night. He was lying next to me breathing deeply in sleep and I was thinking. Where do we go from here? Is this all there is? Tomorrow will be a new day, I thought.
» Posted By Johanna On 06.13.2012 @ 6:29 pm
six letters. 2 syllables.
» Posted By Johanna On 04.28.2012 @ 11:55 am
I love flowers. Lovely flowers. Patterns made of flowers make me think of an old comfy house. The kind of house an old woman, a grand ma, lives in. Sitting in a corner, on a rocking chair, knitting. It seems peaceful, yet lonely… The grandma seems nice though. She’s all alone, yet asks for nothing else than to sit there, kitting something that never seems to have an end. Peaceful, yet… pretty sad. With her flower patterned wallpaper.
» Posted By Johanna On 03.15.2012 @ 1:13 pm
habe keinen. hätte gerne einen. ist süß. wie ein filou. bringt mich zum lachen. clueny. well, hello! muss man erstmal drauf kommen. ein tipp. ein steinchen. etwas schönes. süß.
» Posted By Johanna On 02.15.2012 @ 7:15 am
I love epic sagas. Stories that tell the big history picture. Epic movies are a favorite too! Titanic
» Posted By Johanna On 02.02.2012 @ 6:43 pm
very yummy, indeed!
» Posted By johanna On 11.25.2011 @ 8:29 am
A shepherd is a word that makes me think about a shepard, and that I don’t know the defenition of! Spelled backwards, it’s drehpehs.
» Posted By Johanna On 10.25.2011 @ 2:01 pm
It’s my greatest fear and maybe it will always be.
I could be ugly; I could be bad-tempered.
I could be rude; I could be mean.
I could be lazy and I could be dumb.
But at least I’m not boring; at least you don’t find me dull.
» Posted By Johanna On 10.17.2011 @ 2:04 pm
A rage of water.
An air of forgiveness.
A hint of surprise.
A time of rebirth.
A thought beautiful.
A reality slightly less colourful.
» Posted By Johanna On 10.12.2011 @ 12:46 pm
books, paper, bills
a letter you wrote long ago
a forgotten article you cut out
a shopping list
your life preserved in that stack
» Posted By Johanna On 10.10.2011 @ 1:36 pm
A smell on her fingers,
a presence in the air
An omen of something broken,
a smell of despair
» Posted By Johanna On 10.09.2011 @ 11:34 am
It’s a mystery.
The way his hair falls beautifully without him trying. How he always makes me smile. The way he always manages to make me feel special when no one else can. How he made me fall in love with him without knowing it. How he doesn’t feel the same.
» Posted By Johanna On 10.08.2011 @ 12:39 pm
Through the woods and past a mountain. Down a valley and into the swamp. Past a cave and by the beach. Into the ocean and all the way to you.
» Posted By Johanna On 10.06.2011 @ 12:35 pm
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There had been a sign. But we had only shrugged and ignored. And now he lay on the floor. And the red was everywhere. A smell of iron in the air. We should have known. There had been a sign.
» Posted By Johanna On 10.05.2011 @ 1:07 pm